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The call of crystal-blue waters has been on hold for far too long.<\/p>\n

The sun casts a shadow through the blinds in my bedroom window. It\u2019s just after 5 a.m. on Friday and my wife, Lori, is peacefully asleep next to me; there was no need to set an alarm, as I knew I\u2019d be wide awake with anticipation.<\/p>\n

Cool air washes across my face as the garage door opens, bringing my companion for the next eight days into view; my BMW R1200GS has been prepped and loaded, ready to go!<\/p>\n

The idea for this trip was 17 years in the making, starting with a print hanging on the wall in a co-worker\u2019s office that inspired my desire to visit Crater Lake, Oregon, a dormant volcano full of pure blue water sitting at 1,883 metres above sea level. I knew I would get there one day, and today was the beginning of the journey.<\/p>\n

This inspired trip was an easy sell to three of my best friends. The thought of being on the open road as a group and venturing into unfamiliar territory was exciting, to say the least. We had all talked the talk, now it was time to \u201cride the ride\u201d.<\/p>\n

Leaving our wives and children in Delta, B.C., for an eight-day trip was bittersweet. They were happy for us to go on the adventure, but there was an air of concern regarding the almost 3,000 km road trip, and the risks associated with such a journey. It led to many stressful conversations and silly arguments in the days and weeks prior to leaving.<\/p>\n

Departure<\/strong><\/p>\n

\"AWith all the proper life and travel insurance in place, we rolled out of the driveway and headed toward the Canada\u2013U.S. border. All we could think about was the adventures that lay ahead and the memories we would make as we left trace amounts of rubber on the road behind us.<\/p>\n

Tim and Tom left a couple of hours ahead of Darren and me, as there were some last-minute items Tom wanted stateside before taking the journey. Both Darren and I have Nexus cards to get through the border lines faster; good thing too, as the Toronto Blue Jays fans were making an early dash to see them play the Seattle Mariners, and the resulting 45- to 60-minute border-crossing lineup was thankfully slashed to five minutes with our trusted traveller passes.<\/p>\n

We came together for the first time as a group in Concrete, Washington, just off Highway 20 \u2013 a city that was created years earlier to supply concrete to a number of hydroelectric dams upriver that still power Seattle today.<\/p>\n

Diablo Dam, located northeast of Seattle, is a fantastic art deco-looking structure with incredible public accessibility. The high water from our past winter\u2019s dump of snow had begun to melt with torrential rain and record heat, making for spectacular spillover shots of this breathtaking architectural marvel.<\/p>\n

The winding mountain roads of Hwy 20 took us to a cool elevation of 1,699 metres, where we met some snow pellets near to and beyond the peak \u2013 fortunately, this did not result in an early-June snow accumulation. Adding to that, Tim miscalculated his bike\u2019s range and ran out of fuel, only to be saved by good foresight with a small gas can we\u2019d brought for just such an occasion.<\/p>\n

Shortly after warming up in lower elevations, we stopped for lunch in the Wild West town of Winthrop. We came to discover that this was going to be the first of many \u201ctheme\u201d towns along our route, designed to make travelling to these small towns adventures of their own.<\/p>\n

Pausing in the Schoolhouse Brewery, we enjoyed a flight of craft beers from local breweries. This would become a regular pastime on our trip: enough to taste, but not enough to hamper our ability to safely execute our journey.<\/p>\n

Bavarian<\/strong><\/p>\n

\"HydraulicLeavenworth was where we settled down for our first night. This unique town is modelled on a Bavarian village \u2013 even the Starbucks logo was modified to reflect the fonts you would expect to see in Bavaria.<\/p>\n

Canyon Road, Route 821 along the Yakima River, just north of Yakima was another one of our highlights. This stretch of road provided such an adrenalin rush that I found myself screaming with joy in my helmet as the twists and turns unfolded in the beautiful canyon. We all agreed that we could repeatedly ride this section until collapsing from exhaustion with smiles stretching 180 degrees across our faces.<\/p>\n

Thousands of wind turbines kept our attention, mesmerizing us, as we wound our way out of Washington and into Oregon.<\/p>\n

The Columbia River Gorge in Oregon greeted us with thrashing winds that are unique to this part of the state; people come from all over to wind and kite surf \u201cthe Gorge,\u201d and while we would have liked to see them having fun, it was all we could do to keep our bikes on the road as Mother Nature tested our determination to press on.<\/p>\n

Soon after, we came to realize that the State of Oregon is enthusiastically gathering donations along the highways and sideways, being led by its law enforcement professionals. Some 10 mph over the speed limit entitled you to a silver donation of US$160, while 39 mph over ensured that you were a platinum sponsor, with a US$435 contribution to the cause.<\/p>\n

The good news is that since Darren and I both had \u2013 and could produce \u2013 a driver\u2019s abstract with more than five years ticket-free, my donation was reduced from US$160 to a US$40 online traffic safety course, and my buddy\u2019s was generously reduced to US$235. These savings are earmarked for some fine single malt scotch in the near future.<\/p>\n

Hidden Valley<\/strong><\/p>\n

Happily leaving our charitable experiences behind, and now rededicated to maintaining a legal(ish) pace, we took the advice of some friendly locals that led us to old Hwy 30. Riding the moderately twisty roads and tunnels adjacent to and just south of Interstate 84 reinvigorated us with spectacular sights along the Columbia River, including massive hydroelectric dams, locks and waterfalls.<\/p>\n

Mount Hood in northern Oregon was kind enough to come out from behind a blanket of puffy white clouds to greet us as we passed by more spectacular winding mountain highways. We\u2019d planned on driving to Bend via Detroit Lake; however, the road between there and Hood River wouldn\u2019t have been very accommodating to the 50 per cent of our contingent without knobby tires, so we detoured through Warm Springs and Madras.<\/p>\n

If you, like me, have never driven into an unexpected valley, take a trip down Hwy 26 and you will be in for a real treat. I call it the \u201cMini Grand Canyon\u201d \u2013 one minute we\u2019re driving across what looks like the longest, straightest and most boring desert road, the next minute we\u2019re descending into a vast valley with beautiful rock walls, exposed for our enjoyment by Shitike Creek and many thousands of years\u2019 worth of erosion. Coming out of the valley and landing back on the desert road caused me to do a double take in my rear-view mirror and flip my head around, as everything that I\u2019d just driven through for the past 20 minutes instantly disappeared from view without a trace.<\/p>\n

Bend (or Bender, as we now call it) is famous for its selection of some of the tastiest craft beer I think you\u2019ll find on the planet; we remember most of this stop, but it did take us longer to get going in the morning (afternoon).<\/p>\n

After passing through the intimidating lava fields in La Pine, which looked as if they wanted to jump off the side of the road and punch you, we stopped for gas, again, thanks to Tim\u2019s bike, which had almost as small a capacity as Darren\u2019s bladder. Fully fuelled, we headed off on our preset course \u2013 and what turned out to be our next detour.<\/p>\n

A Diamond<\/strong><\/p>\n

\"ArrivingAlthough we had one destination in mind for the night, a wise traveller in Chemult who went out of his way to stop by to talk to us about our trip, enlightened us to a detour into the mountains that revealed a hidden gem at an elevation of 1,555 metres: Diamond Lake Resort. While it was misty when we arrived the previous night, the morning presented a beautiful lake and surrounding mountains. If it had been just a smidge clearer, we would have seen Crater Lake in the distance.<\/p>\n

Thinking that our long days on the bikes so far, plus poor food and hydration choices, was causing us to feel out of shape, it was in fact (or so we tell ourselves) the thin air at that elevation that had us out of breath, and made walking 60 metres feel as if we\u2019d run the same distance at a sprint.<\/p>\n

Before setting out for Crater Lake, we were advised that both the north entrance to the park and the Rim Drive we were so looking forward to were closed \u2013 and for no other reason than 4.5 metres of snow on the roads. Yes, in June! So over the mountains and through the woods we went, making our way to the south entrance, where we were all witness to one of the most spectacular sights I\u2019m sure we\u2019ll ever see. The water in Crater Lake is crystal clear and so blue that it\u2019s truly hard to explain; having no influence from rivers, the water in this crater comes directly from rain and melted snow off the walls of the crater; As a result, this water also has no natural life in it, only what man has introduced over the last couple hundred years since the park was founded and stocked with fish.<\/p>\n

Parking our bikes next to a 4.5-metre-tall wall of snow seemed a bit out of place. However, the clear skies and sunshine warmed us up, but again, the thin air kept us from moving around a lot, so we gave in and sat to enjoy a latte at the Crater Lake Lodge while taking in the glorious view before heading off to the west coast. Before making it to the Pacific Ocean, we enjoyed Route 42 S, one of the most fun stretches of 85 km\/h road we found; in fact, while we wanted to go faster, the quick elevation changes, blind corners and declining curves kept us in check as we found our way west.<\/p>\n

Next Detour<\/p>\n

The food was always incredible, but the people we met while refuelling our internal engines made it better.<\/p>\n

In Reedsport we spoke with a local who pointed us to the sand dunes just south of Winchester Bay, which he said were worthy of the detour, so acting on his good advice, we ventured south. Glad we did, too. This area was a haven for quads and motorbikes with paddle and wedge tires \u2013 so cool to watch \u2013 and the view of the never-ending crashing waves at the adjacent shoreline kept our quiet attention. The Pacific Coast Highway (101) delivers roads and views that make the stories I\u2019ve heard about this stretch of road sound as though they were told to me in mono while riding them was in high-def stereo: the dunes, the haystack rocks, the waves crashing the beach, the smell of salt in the air and the colourful small towns that provided us with fuel, coffee and great food \u2013 you just have to experience it for yourself.<\/p>\n

We stayed in Seaside for the night and were alerted to a \u201cspecial weather statement\u201d that was bringing 80 km\/h gusts and five centimetres of rain per day over the next two days. Deciding to test the limits of our rain gear and grip strength, we headed north, and for four hours were punished by wind and rain that was fortunately at our backs for the most part, except while crossing the Astoria\u2013Megler Bridge from Astoria back into Washington state; this 6.5 km crossing with a 60 to 80 km\/h crosswind disrupted my constitution for hours until I was finally able to relax later that night. That was the ultimate pucker moment of the trip! Winding down in Mason County on Isabella Lake, just northwest of Olympia in a quaint Airbnb, we reflected on the trip so far and sighed at the fact that we only had one travel day left. Chuckanut The decision to head north away from the weather paid off with a sunny trip home on the final leg.<\/p>\n

We stopped off at Chuckanut Manor for some seafood just before heading down historic Chuckanut Drive, where I thanked the motorcycle gods for giving us what will prove to be lifelong memories. It was an incredible experience that took us over mountains, through fleeting snowstorms, past raging rivers and ominous lava fields, on top of impressive dams, through picturesque valleys and onto dormant volcanoes, past changing sand dunes, through friendly towns and up the spectacular Pacific Coast in eight days and just under 3,000 km.<\/p>\n

While it took 17 years of thinking, dreaming and far too much talking to make this trip come together, it was worth every second of the wait. But rest assured, we don\u2019t plan on taking as long for the next one: come July 2018, we\u2019ll do B.C. and Alberta, riding to Banff, Waterton Lakes, Nakusp and more. This is what happens when you stop talking about a road trip and just do it!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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